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Somewhere there's a country you remember from your youthOn the surface of this country is the one they built on top of itThe highway leads to everything except for what they buried underneath itThere is a country made of telegrams and tailcoats and nobody to grieve itBut when the sun is getting lower then the highway marks the graveAnd the taillights they circle like the roses of an infinite bouquetAnd everybody leavesTaillights for the grey ghosts of railways and candle holdersAnd ohThere's been an accident a mile away from hereI heard the sound of sirensAnd they turned back again and as they disappearedI saw a trail behind themYou say the wind is up, it's out collecting livesYou say the wind is up, it's out collecting livesAnd exit night is coming throughOh the wind is up, it's moving like no wind I've ever knownThe page that I was reading was the first that had to goBut still I kept on reading, like the dead who have a memory of livingBecause the wind is here to take the thing I don't think I am ready to be givingAnd "Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Juliet?"Letras de canciones"She flew up off the table, out the window, now she's mixing with the deadOh won't you make her go away, I am not ready for her yetOh make her go away, I am not ready, I'm not ready for her yet"And now the wind is up, it's out collecting livesYou say the wind is up, it's out collecting livesAnd exit night, is coming throughAnd exit night, is coming throughExit night has come for youOh exit light, exit moonTell me why, why so soon?I don't knowI don't knowOoh From Letras Mania